My ride denied. Natures cruelest trick Day three, crimson tide. All I want is some... My darkest desires, They come to the fore. My mind is on fire. Right now, I'm a whore. These thoughts that I'm having, though soon will pass. Fuck my mouth like a pussy, maybe even my... The inner porn star in me, no longer hides. It's day three, and I'm horny. Fuck you, crimson tide.

Pulp's Disco 2000. It's my song. If you know the song, you know the story. A guy longs for a girl out of his league, and she was out of my league. In my case, however, her name wasn't Deborah. Her name was Nadine. I'd moved away, met a truly amazing woman, and married her. But do you ever really forget the first person who taught you how painful falling for someone can be? I won't bore you with the backstory; you're not h...

Damn this dress. Why did I wear this? I asked myself this question for perhaps the hundredth time. "Wear that little black dress," he said. "You look crazy hot in it," he said. He’s right. I do look hot in it. The problem is, he wasn't here to appreciate it. "Sorry, honey, something's come up at work. Promise I will make it up to you." I didn't reply. I reread the message while finishing the large glass of wine I had been...